A Noble Lord's Abdication

[Emenzi 1069]

Several posters are put up around the Orenian lands in the Fringe as letters are sent out by couriers to the lords and imperials of Oren, all bearing the mark of House Stafyr.

 

 

On this day the 22nd of Snow’s Maiden, 1460 I, Farley II. of House Stafyr sign my resignation and abdication from Lord of House Stafyr and all titles that follows.

 

To my fellow Stafyrs and Orenians, in my life I have seen Horens, Silverblades, Carrions and Chivays all mount the throne of Oren, some for only brief moments, others for years.

 

I as a lord of Oren has served whoever the crown has been placed upon with loyalty and devotion, be it Heinrik Carrion or Peter Chivay or any of the other kings or emperors that have reigned during my time. Many years have passed since I was just a boy with a circlet, an innocent soul forced into this brutish world. I do not wish to be in that world I’ve lived in so long anymore. I do not wish to die young due to the greed and power of others and dream of a fulfilled life with my beloved wife and future children.

 

I also do not wish to outlive any more kings and emperors, I do not wish to have to swear any more oaths only to see the ruler perishing without anything in my power to stop it. Emperor Peter Chivay has my loyalty to death and so will his heir have, but I cannot serve him as a lord, not anymore.

 

I have been neglective of my duties and have seen my house fall into only a remnant of what it once was, I fear that from now and the future I am unfit to lead my house and my men.

I will still fight for Oren, I will still fight for what I believe in and the nation that I love. But my servitude as a lord has come to an end.

 

I give thanks to my family, Silus Horen who has become as an uncle to me and Emperor Chivay for accepting my service, I also pray forgivness from a man I considered to be my friend, Heinrik Carrion, a man who I failed after his sudden departure and hope that his son Roy will be as strong as his father.

 

Due to my abdication, my cousin Symon of House Stafyr will resume the mantle as Lord of House Stafyr until his death, with the promise that my firstborn son shall be his heir in return.

 

It is with sadness but also a form of relief that I write this, I can only hope that the future will be bright for not only House Stafyr but also for Oren and I pray that Symon will be a wise lord and lead the house to a glory that I could not.

 

I pray that my father, ancestors and god shall forgive me for my failure as a lord and that I may one day be deemed worthy to enter the seven skies.

 

Ave Oren.

Ave Chivay.

 

Farley II. Stafyr.

 

 

OOC Disclaimer

I have decided to step down from lord due to the fact that in 2 months I will be leaving the server to join the Swedish Army with the intention of becoming an Airborne Ranger, I will not be leaving the server until that but I feel that I do not have the attitude and motivation needed to be a lord anymore.

 

After RPing a lord for almost an entire year, on two characters it gets tiresome and even if it can be very fun I just don’t see the entertainment in it anymore and would rather spend my last 2 months on the server RPing with the people I want to RP with and not having to go through the unnecessary stress that sometimes come from leading a noble house.

 

I want to thank all the Stafyrs, Knox, Sheumgal, Esterlen, Cracker, Mog and many more for my time as an Orenian lord.

 

 

 

[yopplwasupxxx 5946]

((I expect that you bring back Puttins head you chump.))

[dandan1350 479]

Symon takes a small break from his ride, slipping off his horse and down into the overgrown brush that surrounded the once proud and standing Huntshill, admiring the handy work of the simple palisades and tall standing towers. Slipping his bow off his back and moving to press it into the soil below to give him some support as he waded through he made his way towards the gate. Stopping yet again he gazed at the keep atop the hill, glancing over the rotten palisades torn and ripped from harsh weather and battles a like. He sighed, shaking his head and moving to slip the note from the pouch on his hip. Reading it out to himself again, and again, his eyes skimming over the line that pronounced him the new lord. 

 

 

Due to my abdication, my cousin Symon of House Stafyr will resume the mantle as Lord of House Stafyr until his death, with the promise that my firstborn son shall be his heir in return.

 

 

 

"**** me.." He grumbled, glancing up to the hill and back down to the note once more. "Am I really that suited for this?" He questioned his lonesome self before moving to head back to his horse and mount up to ride out once more. "Best get ready to speak towards the vassal lords.. I'm going to need help with this."

 

 

 

((Sum up Symons reaction:

 

 

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[-♣- Ƙindled -♣- 203]

If you borking die, man.. I'll borking cry myself to sleep every night for many, many nights.. The day a true swede die, is the day a true swede cries. Emenzi, stockholm I ditt hjärta, för kung of fosterland. Gör Svergie stolt, min frände.

 

Börk Bork Bårk and Børk!

Edited June 2, 2014 by ࿇ᎠᎬᎳᎵᏴᎾᎽ࿇

[Draeris 3124]

{{You have been one of those lords I admire for their maturity and wisdom. May you find your purpose in the army, and please don't listen to yoppl cuz Putin is needed. You did good.}}

[Helbolt 129]

Jacob Frost hears the news and takes a deep breath, sighing in both relief and sadness.

 

 

 

 

((Good luck and God Bless you awesome swede, serve your country well!))

[cruzazul 2815]

Word reaches the young Lord Carrion, as he is going through menial letters. Standing he lets out a sigh, looking into the window at the upper levels of Mount Augustus. "Farley was a good man, always loyal and friendly to the my family. Let us hope this new Lord continues his legacy and brings pride to his people."

((Good stuff man, have fun in the army. I too was very close to joining the airforce in my parent country. It's a career to be proud of and I hope you enjoy it.))

[Kickstarted and Running 965]

((Good luck. God bless. You'll be remembered as a damn fine person))

[John Ivory 4547]

Theobalt Rolnik smiles as he hears the news. "He was a good man and I'll remember him as that."

[Samoblivion 532]

Leana watches as her nephew passes on his crown, the weight of the world lifting from his brow. Perhaps now he could find a measure of happiness... perhaps now he could come to forgive himself. Leana hoped that he would; she only wished that she could.

 

~~~~~((OOC))~~~~~

 

Enjoy the time you have left here in the company of friends and free of the bullshit stream of command, you've well and truly earned it. Soon as exams are over we'll RP. When you do go I'll miss you, bro. Don't go starting wars with Denmark, no matter how hard it is, and you'll be fine. Good luck - you're in the army now...

 

[Glyc 234]

Moved to the Great Library. It shall be sorted into appropriate category shortly.